Summer in Winter

Woke up feeling a little ill... I guess that day of trudging about in the snow in nothing more than an old pair of sneakers finally caught up with me. That, and perhaps because I probably havent been eating enough. Well, I did what I could last night by gorging on "Happy Tasty Little Snack Street," experiencing fried ice cream for the first time. It was delicious. And I didnt even mean to order it.

But that was last night and I want to talk about today. I went to the Summer Palace, and it was absolutely beautiful. And freezing. I walked out across the frozen lake to an island where I sat with a cup of the most delicious tea I've ever had and just stared at the scene in front of me: the wind whipping the snow across the lake, the Palace rising out of the low forest, the purple ridges cutting through the clear, cold sky. It was really cold. Harbin is going to be even more fridgid, so I'm putting some scrilla aside for a really warm hat and a warmer coat. "Scrilla" is not chinese, but a word I picked up from Will Bunnett.

I'd type more, but this keyboard is frustratingly hard to type with. It might be a while before I can post again, but I'm sure I'll have a lot to say then. Keep an eye out.